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Filling My Hole

vinnie costa — Sun, 25 Jul 2010 05:20:43 +0000

I can’t blame the extra twenty pounds on not smoking because I gained the first stress eating before I’d even stopped killing myself. The second ten were packed on while I tried to fill the hole in my soul during the first three weeks of rehearsal – the hole formed by leaving all my friends and family, uprooting my life and embarking on a new adventure, which can be quite stressful…

I’m currently back on track, feel like I’ve now got it under control and am doing quite well.

Now, the hole in my soul is being filled with the new friends I’ve made – my cast is quite giving – good times, and the satisfaction of doing my job and doing it well. I feel I can be myself here, and I almost feel like I won’t get fired… I still have quite a ways to go though, looking at pictures from rehearsals and seeing “fat-Vinnie” instead of “skinnie-Vinnie” is still quite disturbing. I don’t like feeling good about everything else and having my pants be tight!

Ten Pounds

vinnie costa — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 19:10:23 +0000

At my physical, I found out, I’m 10 pounds over the weight I was when I auditioned and booked this job, which was five pounds above my goal weight, which is five pounds above the weight listed on my resume… which means Jew and Gentile reader, I’m offically 20 pounds overweight – which here in Vinnie-land means I’ve got to lose ten pounds right now!

I’ve either got to give up the White Zinfindel, the wine of the summer, or the Alissa Milano Cookies; I’m thinking the cookies are out ’cause without any other mind altering substances to make it all go away I need my White Zin…

Food, Glorious Food…

vinnie costa — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 04:20:08 +0000

One of the more popular comments/questions I’ve gotten since I booked the Boat Job is, right after, “What are you going to be doing?” is “Aren’t you afraid your going to get fat?”

I look those “Negative Nancys” right in the eye and say, “NO!”

It’s taken me over a year to lose all the weight I’ve lost and if you think I’m just going to pack it back on because I’ll have access to midnight buffets, you’ve got another thing coming.

I have a plan.

As I’m going to be “trapped” on the boat for nine months, without my fat clothes – or access to an Old Navy, Gap or K-Mart – if I let myself go, very simply put, I’ll have no other choice but to go nekkid; and since no one wants to see that I’ll be forced to maintain my current weight; for the record, that’s 178 lbs, a sized 32/33 waist, medium shirt – you know regular sized, like a normal person. Since I won’t be home to go into the “fat clothes bin” if I gain – or for that matter, lose - 10 lbs, I’ll be screwed.

Besides, the last thing the Casting Director told me after out hour-long info-gathering phone call was, “Now don’t go losing a bunch of weight, you are the perfect character guy, what I saw at the audition is what I want on the ship.”

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